Tizzy Gang, Jason Packs, Ko-Kane, Merky ACE, Tre Mission - D___S lyrics

Still had a 38 in a wasteman's yard
Now it's buried in a bush
Still screaming keep it lowkey tizzy Gang
Opps Next Door

Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door
Don't say the word- whoa
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door
Don't say the word drugs
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door
Don't say the word drugs
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door
Don't say the word- whoa

Low, everyday low
Niggas move bait but they hesitate loads
When I die, generate souls
Enemies? I levitate those
I'm charged up, charged up, yes
But I never take yours
I just take the piss, I don't take talk
I took your link
Now I'm billing like Blacka Da Don
Doing this money dance, nigga
This the cakewalk you ain't even know it but
I cracked the basin
Me and shawty out in Cali'
'bout to have relations
In a 'Telli in the road like it's graduation
Think of where I'm tryna go
Looking at a star map
I could see the progress, no procrastination
You know your image ain't real
It's an animation
I could tell you if I used my imagination
Cut from a different cloth, not a fabrication
I never say the word drugs

Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door
Don't say the word- whoa
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door
Don't say the word drugs
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door
Don't say the word drugs
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door
Don't say the word- whoa

Walking on coal how I step on the fire
And turn on the tune, man, you gotta admire
Feds kick the trap door, run in gripping iron
I jump out the window like crib is on fire
Niggas is liars, not brown as they nigua
I fuck a bitch in between waps
Writers' block, I get between thots
Dirty shots up in the G-lock
I know some niggas want me shot
For Tre Mission back out racket and jacket at
Stand at the stove with the pack out
They warm when the crack out, they smoke
They wan' tap out
My pockets is fat now from trapping
I'm racked out
Diss me? You won't hear no rap songs
Pull up with snipes
Get my clap on but that be your last song
My clip is a talon, chase bands
Get my trap on in the trap house is where
I wrote my last song
Balling like I'm on the hardwood
Nipping it up in the hardwood
With shooters I forward
Trust me, I'm all good
Trap line be booming, it's off good
Trap line be booming, it's off good

Hello? Yeah, where's the bike?
Huh? Up and down where?
When you catch them, smack them up to who?
Yeah, when you get them
Smack them up and take the bike off them
Huh? Alright, cool, I'm gonna send it
Wait, stay on the phone, I'll read it out
075- wait yeah, yeah, yeah
075 yeah
064 yeah
288 yeah
92 92
Yeah cool, if you buck him, yeah?
Make him drop you tonight cool, man, OK
What? Huh?
Yeah, then tell him do that, fam
Tell him who the- who does he
Think he is taking the bike? Wasteman
Tell him, fam
If he don't bring the bike back, it's peak
Cool, in a bit
Tre, there's a bike if you want it yeah
Coming now, if you come oK
I ain't riding it
I ain't getting nicked again
Is that from Bermondsey?
You're tryna get nicked